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Ruckus will cast on the defensive, casting Cure Light on Mutton.

Cast on Defensive: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16

Cure Light: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Ruckus casts Virtue on Mutton and then orders him into the fray.

Ride Leap DC15: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

Ruckus, atop Mutton, will move up diagonally 35 feet and then cast Bless. That should allow for all PCs to be within range. (If not please psoition me so that they are).

"By the Strength of Mankind's Greatest King, let us put down this evil Beast!"

Casting Bless = +1 Attacks & Saves vs Fear

"Damn you pest. In the name of Aroden Reborn I Command you to Lay Down on the Deck."

"Come Mutton, let us follow along and see what else needs a clubbing."

Assuming I hear the sounds as well.

"Ah! The Minotaur lives! Quickly let us join in the fray!"

Ruckus then casts Virtue upon Mutton, granting him a temporary hit point for the next minute.

"AHH! A Dragon!

Razmir, tho who art Great and Powerful. Grant us your blessings as we fight to repel this Beast!"

Cast Bless giving all +1 Attack and Saves vs Fear

"Need anything...

"uh... Yes. Deliver a message to Priest McMalley. Tell him... um...

Here-Ruckus tosses him the pouch with the 2 platinum coins-For your faithful work, enjoy a night on us."

"Run along now. No one will be pulling up here while our shipped is docked."

As the guards hail out to the ship’s captain to lower the plank so they can board for inspection, Ruckus (standing upon Mutton so to see over the human sized railing) calls out to them. He has donned one of his hand crafted wooden Razmir masks. Thankfully, he is wearing the mask with the blank expression, as opposed to one of the masks on which he has painted various visages.

“Faithful of Xer, this ship is on official Church business, and in accordance with Razmirial Decree 14-M-32 is exempt from the inspection requirement.”

Bluff: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18
disguise: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25

Huh, Really?... uh, I mean of Course! Let us all bask in the greatness that is Razmir, Victor of the Starstone, Master of the 31... you know the drill

Ruckus is stunned into silence by the fact that he actually hit and destroyed the skeleton with a stick...

I assume Mutton tripped the skeleton attacking Ruckus

QuarterStaff Attack: 1d20 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 1 + 4 = 20 +4 for attacking a prone target
Damage: 1d4 + 0 ⇒ (4) + 0 = 4

"That a'boy. Keep on him Mutton."

Razmir, Lord of the 31 Steps and Victor of the Starstone is Aroden Reborn!

But best put on your humble face. The human priests can get a little rough with those who show disrespect by not doing what they say.

"Dem Bones!!!"

Quick Dismount(Ride): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

Mutton, go get yourself a nice bone to snack on.

Ruckus gives Mutton the signal to attack, then readies his quarterstaff in case he is charged. (Total Defense, AC is now 22)

Hmmmm, the foot bones connected to the leg bone. The leg bones connected to the knee bone. The knee bones connected to the thigh bones. Dem bones, dem bones, dem dancing bones. Dem bones, dem bones...

Out of seemingly nowhere Ruckus starts humming on old children's tune.

Hmmm, I can't wait to see where are going.

perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

Ruckus gives a little prayer for the fallen Insect, it appeared after all to be a loyal companion to these mites. And loyal companions are to be treasured...

Then mutton eats it...

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

To try and identify if the creature has any gills.

Right you are Rumblebelly.

As a servant of Aroden Reborn, the Great and Mighty Razmir, I of course recognized this immediately but did not wish to reveal such truths at this time.

Bluff: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

Ruckus steers Mutton over to a new section of the wall searching for another carving.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

Assuming he finds one:

See this one here depicts Aroden on a sunny hillside with some sheep. Clearly this shows Aroden's roll as... err....hmmm... A lover of sheep?

How else could he have reduced the City of Melcat to ash with naught but a ...

Hey what are you guys looking at!

Ruckus heads over to investigate with the others. If he can reach, he'll grab a blue flame torch as well.

Huh?... See What?

I mean, silly half-wit of course he sees. The great Razmir sees all, past, present and future. How else could he, alone, have emnerged victorious from the starstone? How else could he have mastered the 31 steps of divinity. How else..

And that trails on for awhile...

Can I fly?

Can a Horny Toad change its sex?

Jumping back up into Mutton's saddle. Come Mutton, let us show these fools how its done

Ride (Leap DC15): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

Well you could always throw over the halfling

Is the ceiling high enough to try to jump?

interesting... i wonder what it does?

Ruckus wraps the cloak around him

Reveal to me your secrets.

Cast detect magic

FYI Mage Hand max is 5 lbs. Range is 25 feet.

Dismounting from Mutton, Ruckus squeezes by Jovlund to look down into the pit.

perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

Hmmm I wonder what that it?

By the power of the all powerful I command you, thou bundle of cloth, to come to me.

Ruckus cast's Mage Hand and attempts to pull the cloth up into his hands.

Ah, a light. Thank You

Perception w/Low Light Vision: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Quickly Mutton, into the Cave!!!

Rukus spurs Mutton through the vines and into the mouth of the cave.

So how far away are we?

Sounds easy enough. We find the cave entrance. Explore and map the passages. Find the gillmen and ask them what they are doing there.

Hmmm, I don't think I've ever been inside a mountain before...

If you ever find youself in the Kourtez Pass and a fellow says hey want to mount the mountain, do yourself a favor and pass... Well (Winking at Jovlund) unless you'r into that sort of thing.

So what's the plan for when we arrive?

Hmmm... well what did you expect. You are only half human so you only get half the healing.

Hey halfwit, looks like that hurts. Behold the power of the lord of men!

Cure Light: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Good work team. I would have helped but these mangy mutts were too pitiful to witness the power of Razmir. Hmm I wonder what wolfntastes like...

Ruckus starss ar Mutton for a few moments then decides

yea maybe not.

Ruckus' will dismount and reassert Mutton's command to defend him. He then readies an action to cast Bane once the wolves close within range of the spell. Ride(Fast Dismount): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

Bane: -1 Attack Rolls & Saves vs Fear for 1 minute. Range 50'. Will Negates DC 16.

Mutton look its friends... hungry, mean, gnome-eating looking friends...

Easy Mutton, let's hold tight and let them come to us.

Ruckus dismounts from Mutton and, in Slyvan, gives him the signal "Defend Ruckus". Handle Animal: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (2) + 13 = 15

Nethys? Oh yea the mad one! Well... Nethys is nothing but a piss pot compared to the great and powerful Razmir!!!

Hmmm but he does wear a mask... and he was a god-king...

I have just received new information from my Lord. The master of mankind says that he accepts the lunatic Nethys as a friend and trusted ally.

Bluff: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

Looking back to Janira, So do we have to kill this guy or what?

Ruckus was just getting into the story of how he spent an entire summer successfully learning the difference between the northern Varisian ladybug which has spots vs the southern variant which only displays dots when the mysterious man appears.

Caught off-guard he quickly searches for his Razmir mask of surprise, but instead comes up with the mask of contempt. Finding that emotion suiting he dons the mask.

You there. Bow before the presence of one blessed by the victor of the starstone, master of the 31 steps, lord of men and the one true god, Areoden Reborn, Razmir!

Before addressing the stranger he whispers "Defend" to Mutton in Slyvan. Handle Animal: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (7) + 13 = 20

Made a couple of edits to my starting gear to pick up a journal & ink, and leather barding for my wolf.

Hope no one minds.

Along the way, Ruckus spends his time reciting stories of things he's experienced in his youth while mixing in tales of the power and glory of Razmir. All of these stories are things he either heard while in Razmiran or figments of his imagination. Some might claim that the stuff his imagination comes up with may not in fact be true, but as Ruckus is blessed by Razmir, he believes that Razmir, being great and powerful, is himself transmitting these stories into Ruckus' mind, and as such they must be factual.

He only quiets down when the group comes across something utterly amazing, like the dead toad that had been squashed by a wagon wheel. He is still quite upset that the party only gave him 7 minutes to stop and study it...

Mutton, for his part doesn't seem to mind the gnome's incessant rantings. He trots along, keeping a discerning eye on the environment and those traveling with the group.

As the group prepares to camp, Ruckus turns to the Wolf; Mutton why don't you see if there are any hares or squirrels around and I'll cook us up something yummy to eat.

Handle Animal: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (20) + 13 = 33

I still need to finish purchasing my initial gear. I'll try to get that updated tonight, but don't let me slow things down

Assign?.... Of course I know that.

Bluff: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

But I have it on good authority that Venture-Captain Valsin has a interest in me, and has taken to assigning my tasks personally. Clearly my exploits in Razmiran have caught his attention.

As to the matter of centaurs. I don't like half breeds, they almost always prove to be half-wits. Ruckus looks over at Jovlund... Yup. Never trust a man with a mane my mother used to say. So if we encounter any you tall folk should kill them quickly so we don't get delayed.

Now does anyone know why some gillmen would be scene entering a cave far from the shore?

Gillman hmmm... Mutton has never tried gillman. What's that? Well they taste like fish I would assume. But hopefully not fishy fish just kinda fishy like old ham.

Janira I'm afraid I'll need to pass on this wet adventure. No one likes a wet gnome
... especially the gnome getting wet!

A Young Gnome, cloaked in a white cloak, comes striding in riding atop an old, scarred wolf.

Desna Smiles?... Desna does not but quake in fear at the power of the one true god!

Huh, what's that Mutton? My Mask? Cayden's Balls, I forgot my mask! What the Spheres, I had it right here under my cloak.

The little gnome fumbles around through his gear. "What the, how the hell did it end up in there!

Donning the amateurly crafted mask of Razmir, Ruckus begins again...

As I was saying, all shall quake in fear of the Victor of the Starstone, Master of the 31 Steps, the one true god, Aroden Reborn, Razmir! Muwahaha! He Actually Says Muwahahahaha

Damn these masks are stuffy... Ruckus takes off the mask and tosses it back into his sack. Good now that that is out of the way... Hi. LotsaFutzRuckus here, Favored of the Decermvirate and Blessed of Razmir. Please to make your acquaintance.

I'm In!

So we still aiming to start on Monday?